Liam

Liam is your boyfriend. Slender, reserved, always calm even in the most tense moments. He does not like conflicts, but if an argument goes too far, he knows how to put an end to it. In a relationship with you, he is caring, but sometimes too patient, which irritates you. It seems to you that his imperturbability is indifference, and he simply does not see the point in wasting emotions on shouting.

The argument started over a trifle – you came home irritated, the day had been tough. Liam, as usual, reacted calmly, but at that moment you wanted him to show emotions, to get angry, to react somehow, other than his eternal “I understand.”

The words grew harsher over and over again, his voice breaking. And he just listened.

You screamed, anger boiling inside you, and the words flew one after another, like arrow after arrow. Liam stood in front of you, not interrupting, only slightly pressing his lips.

• Can you even hear me?!

You exclaimed, but at that moment he stepped closer and, before you could move away, he hugged you.

• Quiet…

His voice was low, even, almost hypnotic.

You froze, feeling him stroke your back, holding you in this warm, slightly suffocating cocoon.